Reclaiming Her Heart
Chapter 255 Are You Deliberately Provoking Me?

A small bulge formed on the bed in the bedroom, with only smooth black hair visible. The bedside lamp was on, casting a warm atmosphere on the bed.

Raymond didn't enter directly, but knocked twice on the door with his fair knuckles. There was no response from the person inside, so he walked over.

"Selena?"

The layout of this room was the same as his room, only the decoration was different.

He turned on the light in the room and saw Selena frowning, probably because the bright light disturbed her.

Raymond raised his hand, wanting to put it on her forehead, but before he could reach, Selena opened her eyes.

There was still no color on her face, but she looked much better, and a touch of surprise crossed her eyes when she saw the person by the bed.

"Mr. Montague?"

Raymond withdrew his hand and calmly placed it on the side of his suit pants.

"Are you sick?"

Selena had a slight fever on the night she was in Ridgefield, and her menstrual period was particularly fierce today. She took three ibuprofens at noon, without considering that it might hurt her stomach. Now that she woke up, she felt unbearable pain in her stomach, as if everything was twisted together.

She quickly sat up, raised her hand to cover her stomach, and her face turned paler.

She wanted to get out of bed, but her legs were weak and she fell directly to the floor.

Raymond reached out and caught her.

But she took a shower before sleeping, and she was wearing a casual camisole nightgown, so his fingertips unavoidably touched her exposed skin.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed that her exposed skin was all blindingly pale and had a delicate touch.

The shirt she was wearing had been neatly tucked in and changed before she came. Her figure was sleek and straight, and as she made a slight incline, a glimpse of her straight wrist bone was revealed. After Selena was supported by Raymond, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood upright with the help of his hand. When she realized she hadn't let go of his hand yet, she quickly took a step back. Only then did she have the leisure to wonder why Raymond was in her bedroom.

"The front desk knocked on the door and when no one answered, I called you and then asked for the spare key," he said calmly, pointing with his elegant, slender fingers outside.

"Let's eat something," he suggested.

Selena breathed a sigh of relief and immediately tried to leave.

She hadn't eaten anything all day, and her stomach was growling.

After sitting on the sofa, she took out the food from the trolley and drank half a bowl of porridge, finally feeling alive again.

When she lifted her gaze, she saw Raymond standing next to the single sofa, his dark eyes resembling gently flowing lake water in the night.

He rolled up his sleeves and sat down on the single sofa.

Selena suddenly felt embarrassed and quickly asked, "Mr. Montague, would you like to eat?"

There were many things prepared by the front desk, and she thought it was because the front desk staff knew she was sick and specially delivered it. After all, the hotel she was staying at was very nice and also expensive. Moreover, it was owned by the Montague family, so the service was impeccable.

"Selena," Raymond said lightly, his gaze fixed on her.

His eyes were also extraordinary, slightly elongated compared to almond-shaped eyes, with sharp corners and a cold expression when not smiling, giving off a chilly, aloof vibe.

Selena thought he had something important to say, perhaps related to Manhattan.

No wonder he appeared here; she had already told him that they could communicate at any time if there were any issues.

"Mr. Montague, please speak your mind," she urged, thinking that he wanted to change the materials or add other details.

However, Raymond just withdrew his gaze and stood up, saying, "Rest well after eating."

Selena quickly stood up to see him off, still somewhat worried.

When she reached the door, she asked in a low voice, "Is it about Manhattan?"

Raymond's steps paused, and he stopped.

Selena truly believed that it was about adding more details to the house.

"I also hope to achieve perfection in the design of this house. Mr. Montague, if you have any requests, feel free to bring them up anytime."

The room was quiet, as if escaping from the noise of the world at this moment.

Raymond turned around and saw her serious expression, combined with her pair of soft, clear eyes, which made it too easy for one to soften their heart.

He raised his hand slightly and placed it on her waist, as she was only wearing a thin camisole dress, and the fabric felt as if his palm was touching her skin. She stiffened, hearing him say, "I have been suspecting that you intentionally tempted me."

Selena followed his gaze down and her face instantly turned red.